Chords for Bandokay, LD - Too Many Lies (Official Video)

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Em

E

F#

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[D]
[C] [D]
[E] [D]
[C] [D] [Em] I'm like you know the vibes, LDS back they ain't coming outside, you and I beefed and
gripped on a burger and stepped outside with [F#] 25 fries, slapped me a rapper he [C] ran to the
feds that was out here rapping about too much pride, he lied he lied, turning him off we
tried [D] we tried, yo [Em] I'm like how many man got fried, T1's on the win just got done a up
done it saw the sky, my yung G's putting in work [E] and he's bulling up, who's in true my
I was [C] so surprised, Slim got four for the price of one, tell your friends to step back
cause it's [E] overtime, keep your ass in the streets you'll get overbimed, [Em] two dot dots side by
side, over and under and side by side, they tried round but they [F#m] never got past so they
both got bought, [C] side by side, 10 years I been letting them know how we bully this beef,
no once did I lie, get bagged I [D] deny it, just throw them [E] racks in this hammer they rise,
[Em] that's more than a figure of speech, try light up his skin like I hit it with bleach,
one hand on the whack, one [E] hand on the wheel, so they still tryna [C] do it like me,
they all know what I do in these streets, I mash up the roads and I mash up the beat,
mostly G down [D] my mans guilt, now she wanna dance with the old SG's,
[Em] she wanna dance with the drillers, her bedroom's packed and she slept with the killers,
pray I can put [F#] one in her headie, before rap I [C] been that nigga, I can tell you about war and
the W, me and them went there with matches spinners, three man [D] downs on 40, banged, I'm like
[Em] you know the vibes, LDS back they ain't coming outside, you and I beefed and gripped on a burger
and stepped outside with 25 fries, slapped me a rapper [C] he ran to the feds,
there was out here rapping bout T-Mas pride, he lied he lied, turning him off we [D] tried we tried,
you know I'm like how many [Em] man got fried, how many, T1's in the wind, just got done or up done
it's all the sky, my yamjis putting in work, please bore it, I'm cruising through my [C] house,
so surprised, I'm got four for the price of one, till your friends slide back, guys [D] it's overtime,
keep your ass in the streets you'll [Em] get them overbind, 13 jams up just cock it back,
first of all bro bro knock it back, I know you not like that, just [E] stop your act,
I'm a local shooting man [C] lock it back, I treat my rocket that PR bucket that bro,
caught him whipped him and shot him bad, SJ's 10 pounds they [D] got in mind,
Uggs [C#] went outside and dropped him man, yo swing [Em] my knife in your face and rip it through,
if your friend backs it I'll give him two, we [F#m] turn up the streets, we kill all my peoples [C] in the mood,
high em up fire em up cry in the boot, one hot clip hop don't slide into you,
they on shit, bando I [D] been the truth, [Em] niggas stop capping all in the booth,
yo we drop people they say my block's evil, ding dong petrol should have been diesel,
feel it I bleed, now [E] crime seem lethal, feel it I'm sold that I [C] can live peaceful,
we can never be cool, hell no, I'm making it rain, hell's doors,
I do it for all of [D] my joe bros, you know the vibes, can't wait [C#] till it's done though,
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] [Em] I'm like you know the vibes, LDS back they ain't coming outside, you and I beefed and
gripped on a burger and stepped outside with [F#] 25 fries, slapped me a rapper he [C] ran to the
feds that was out here rapping about too much pride, he lied he lied, turning him off we
tried [D] we tried, yo [Em] I'm like how many man got fried, T1's on the win just got done a up
done it saw the sky, my yung G's putting in work [E] and he's bulling up, who's in true my
I was [C] so surprised, Slim got four for the price of one, tell your friends to step back
cause it's [E] overtime, keep your ass in the streets you'll get overbimed, [Em] two dot dots side by
side, over and under and side by side, they tried round but they [F#m] never got past so they
both got bought, [C] side by side, 10 years I been letting them know how we bully this beef,
no once did I lie, get bagged I [D] deny it, just throw them [E] racks in this hammer they rise,
[Em] that's more than a figure of speech, try light up his skin like I hit it with bleach,
one hand on the whack, one [E] hand on the wheel, so they still tryna [C] do it like me,
they all know what I do in these streets, I mash up the roads and I mash up the beat,
mostly G down [D] my mans guilt, now she wanna dance with the old SG's,
[Em] she wanna dance with the drillers, her bedroom's packed and she slept with the killers,
pray I can put [F#] one in her headie, before rap I [C] been that nigga, I can tell you about war and
the W, me and them went there with matches spinners, three man [D] downs on 40, banged, I'm like
[Em] you know the vibes, LDS back they ain't coming outside, you and I beefed and gripped on a burger
and stepped outside with 25 fries, slapped me a rapper [C] he ran to the feds,
there was out here rapping bout T-Mas pride, he lied he lied, turning him off we [D] tried we tried,
you know I'm like how many [Em] man got fried, how many, T1's in the wind, just got done or up done
it's all the sky, my yamjis putting in work, please bore it, I'm cruising through my [C] house,
so surprised, I'm got four for the price of one, till your friends slide back, guys [D] it's overtime,
keep your ass in the streets you'll [Em] get them overbind, 13 jams up just cock it back,
first of all bro bro knock it back, I know you not like that, just [E] stop your act,
I'm a local shooting man [C] lock it back, I treat my rocket that PR bucket that bro,
caught him whipped him and shot him bad, SJ's 10 pounds they [D] got in mind,
Uggs [C#] went outside and dropped him man, yo swing [Em] my knife in your face and rip it through,
if your friend backs it I'll give him two, we [F#m] turn up the streets, we kill all my peoples [C] in the mood,
high em up fire em up cry in the boot, one hot clip hop don't slide into you,
they on shit, bando I [D] been the truth, [Em] niggas stop capping all in the booth,
yo we drop people they say my block's evil, ding dong petrol should have been diesel,
feel it I bleed, now [E] crime seem lethal, feel it I'm sold that I [C] can live peaceful,
we can never be cool, hell no, I'm making it rain, hell's doors,
I do it for all of [D] my joe bros, you know the vibes, can't wait [C#] till it's done though,
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